A court of water and worlds

Chapter #12

Most of this story, as you have seen will be from Gwyn and Azriel's point of view. But there will be a few chapters from other characters. Anyway this chapter is from Cassian's point of view.
—————

"We need to gather the last of our forces then," said Azriel.
"No," said Cassian, '' the revolt is over half of our Illyrian warriors, we would have to get more leverage in order to take back the camps."
"Even then, they are out of control, and we very well can't kill off all of the opposing warriors and raise all of their children to stand for what we stand for," Rhys said, dropping his head to his hands.
"I'll get my people on the inside of the camps to find out what exactly their plans are, along with the number of them we are up against," Azriel said standing.
Rys nodded, "until then we need to find the camps still on our side, and ensure that they stay that way."
"I'm on it," Cassian said, "it seems my last trip wasn't convincing enough though, I may need you there with me Rhys, or Feyre."
Rhys tensed "yes, Feyra would be good as well, to show them a woman in a place of power, but we don't know how they would react. We don't know if they will listen to her or go to the rebel forces if we bring her."
"I will see what I can find out about the remaining camps, Rhys. Don't forget that we have faced far worse than a rebellion." Azriel said siphons flickering.
"Azriel's right," Cassian said "but, we need to stop this before it turns into a goddamn civil war." Cassian turned to Rhys, "go, talk to Feyra, she is our high lady, and it's Feyre, I'm sure she will have ideas on what to do."
Rhys nodded, "I will, she took apart spring court, maybe she knows how to put the camps back together."
Cassian saw admiration shine in Rhys eyes.
"Report back to the river house in twenty four hours, we don't have much time before things get out of hand," Rhys said as he winnowed away.
Cassian looked to Azriel, who nodded and Azriel winnowed away as well.
Leaving the general of the night court to plan.
—-
"Are you ever going to come to bed?" Nesta asked, standing in the doorway.
God, she was beautiful. Her hair was flowing over her shoulders and she was wearing one of his shirts that was way too big for her.
"Yeah, it's just..." Cassian said looking back down at his battlement strategies.
"What?" She said walking over to him sitting on his lap.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and she leaned into him, and he marveled in her scent, strawberries with a newly added vanilla scent that was sweet.
"Nes, it's the camps... their staging a revolt." Cassian said knowing he had to tell her sooner rather than later.
"What!?" Nesta said sitting up, "Cas how long have you known this because if it's like the wing clipping again—"
He cut her off "you would kick my ass, I know" he said, grinning and she just glared at him.
To some people, Nes was hard to read because she showed most of her emotions through anger.
But Cassian knew exactly what she was feeling, she was worried.
Nesta hated war, she hated conflict.
Which sounds ironic because all she ever does is fight, but she doesn't like seeing innocent people get hurt.
"I just found out today, Nes, I promised I wouldn't hide anything from you," Cassian said, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear.
"I know," she said leaning into him again, "but don't forget I can still beat you up."
Cassian chuckled because she looked as scary as a teddy bear right now, but said, "of course you could Nes."
"So what are we going to do?" Nesta asked "about the camps? How bad is it?"
"We really don't know. Rhys said a illrayn warrior part of Azriel's spies told him." Cassian said.
"Why didn't he tell azriel first?" Nesta asked.
"I don't know, maybe because there wasn't much time, maybe he just wanted to meet Rhys in person. whatever it was, I imagine Azriel is pissed." Cassian said, running his fingers up and down Nesta's back while she toyed with his hair.
"It's terrible," Nesta said, sighing.
"I know," said cas "I don't understand why they want women to be helpless. We don't even know how to get the women out safe before conflict starts. At least if they knew how to defend themselves they would have a chance. We would have a better chance of getting them out safely too."
Nesta took his hand and intertwined their fingers.
"One day cas, one day this will all be over and women will be trained and have all the rights of a man, but that day is not today. So we have to fight, we will fight because I refuse to bring our little girl into a world where she is treated less than a man," Nesta said.
"What it's a girl!? Cassian said, looking at Nesta's stomach.
Nesta smiled and blushed, "I know you didn't want to find out but Magda accidentally told me."
Cassian was so happy and excited he kissed Nesta hoping she felt everything he wanted to voice in that kiss.
"I can't believe we are having a girl!" Cassian all but yelled.
"Shhhh" Nesta said, covering his mouth "it's a secret, remember."
"Nes, no one is in the house, Az is on a mission." Cassian said, still smiling.
"We'll in that case," Nesta said, hoping off of him and pulling him into the bedroom.
It would be an understatement to say Nesta's pregnancy hormones were all over the place, but one thing was for certain she was aroused by everything and needed sex more than usual, and Cassian was happy to oblige.
They didn't plan on Nesta getting pregnant, it just kind of happened.
They had spoken about children, but they never thought they would be parents so soon.
Cassian smelled a new vanilla scent off of Nesta about a month ago.
He told her and she didn't believe him at first, but they went to Magda and she confirmed it.
When they found out tears were shed, but they were tears of joy.
He had always wanted to be a dad and he knew Nesta would be a wonderful mother.
And now that he knew he was having a girl, he was so excited for this family he and Nesta built.
None of it would have been possible without her.
Even though they were in the middle of what could be a civil war, Cassian wouldn't let that take away how incredibly grateful he was to have his little family.